As for sex partners falling over or passing out, that happened to me once, I found it hysterically funny.
My first love and I were having sex, he was on top and he said "Oh I took some X" I was just wondering when it would hit and what would happen, when he suddenly passed out cold on top of me.
We were on a college room cot size bed, so it took some doing to get out from under him without either of us landing on the floor. Somewhere I have a picture of him I took after that.

I have, not very often and mostly in my early to mid-twenties, but it has happened.

Some of the posts above remind me of a quick story:
I do remember a girl I dated very briefly - two, maybe three dates - in college though, who had this weird "tipping point" when she drank.
A few drinks in she was happy, touchy-feely, and could be quite affectionate. But if she had that one-too-many, it was like a switch shut off inside her.

Four glasses of wine, fine. A fifth glass.... her filters disappeared, her inhibitions dissolved into nothing. A normally reserved and shy girl became this sex starved minx with no sense of discretion, even out in public. Very freaky, a Jekyll and Hyde sort of thing. Crazy to witness, and all the more strange because it would last only a very short time, and then she would pass out. In the morning she would claim to remember nothing.

Our last date was in some pizza restaurant, a family friendly place where they served the house red in water glasses. She had her one-too-many, and started to play with her tits and asking me (in her loudest drunky-whisper) to take my cock out. She wanted to go under the table and blow me.
Two hours before this she blushed when we kissed, but was now able to tell me (and the six tables in our proximity) just how wet her pussy was, and that she'd love to show me the evidence on her fingers.
She was curled up in the booth and snoring before the bill came and I got to carry / drag her out of there, apologizing to the staff and guests as I went. I still remember the disapproving glances through the restaurant windows as I poured her into the front seat of my car.
I drove her home and her roommate helped me get her in the house. I left, asking the roommate to let her know I would never be calling her again, and that she never call me.

Nice story. I had a similar experience. Not so much a stranger but did not know her for very long. She had enough jack and cokes to make her a little too affectionate and began nuzzling my neck. Something that drives me crackers. Her bf at that time was a doctor and seemingly always on call which did make things a bit difficult. Anyway winded up driving [name withheld] back to the flat where things got a bit awkard.

Location: The jagged path of many trials and tribulations.Often misunderstood.

Posts: 1,061

------------

Quote:

Originally Posted by Emerson40

I have, not very often and mostly in my early to mid-twenties, but it has happened.

Some of the posts above remind me of a quick story:
I do remember a girl I dated very briefly - two, maybe three dates - in college though, who had this weird "tipping point" when she drank.
A few drinks in she was happy, touchy-feely, and could be quite affectionate. But if she had that one-too-many, it was like a switch shut off inside her.

Four glasses of wine, fine. A fifth glass.... her filters disappeared, her inhibitions dissolved into nothing. A normally reserved and shy girl became this sex starved minx with no sense of discretion, even out in public. Very freaky, a Jekyll and Hyde sort of thing. Crazy to witness, and all the more strange because it would last only a very short time, and then she would pass out. In the morning she would claim to remember nothing.

Our last date was in some pizza restaurant, a family friendly place where they served the house red in water glasses. She had her one-too-many, and started to play with her tits and asking me (in her loudest drunky-whisper) to take my cock out. She wanted to go under the table and blow me.
Two hours before this she blushed when we kissed, but was now able to tell me (and the six tables in our proximity) just how wet her pussy was, and that she'd love to show me the evidence on her fingers.
She was curled up in the booth and snoring before the bill came and I got to carry / drag her out of there, apologizing to the staff and guests as I went. I still remember the disapproving glances through the restaurant windows as I poured her into the front seat of my car.
I drove her home and her roommate helped me get her in the house. I left, asking the roommate to let her know I would never be calling her again, and that she never call me.

Hell, was going to happen unless one or the other couldn't handle their smoke or drank and passed out.

So ...Yes.

__________________
Proud Member IAM Local 1999

"You, fgarvb1, are a dinosaur who looks disturbing even as a fossil."

I reserve at least 24 hours on any posting to correct my fuck ups.

When the solution is simple, God is answering. --Albert Einstein

"Once in a lifetime every man is entitled to fall in
love with a gorgeous redhead"

The heart is devious above all else; it is perverseó who can understand it? -- Jer. 17:9

There are many systems of philosophy and political life which try to base law and all human relationships upon the nature of man. Man is made the measure of all things. All such systems, whether communism or humanism, or socialism, are doomed to fail because of one fatal flaw: they do not recognize the sinful, self-centered nature of man.
They ignore God and deify man.

Only twice - once at University - I went to a friend's 21st, arrived an hour before the party started, drank most of a bottle of vermouth & ended up in a tiny single bed riding a guy who lived in the next flat to her! Once after a drunken post-divorce night out with the girls - guy had the biggest cock I have ever seen on real life - I remember nothing else about it!

"Had sex with a stranger because you were drunk?" - No
Had sex with strangers while drunk. - Yes - but not too drunk. I'm sure though we became best friends first - It was a lifestyle thing for a while years ago.

__________________Make a joyful noise unto the LORD, all the earth: make a loud noise, and rejoice, and sing praise. Psalm 98:4 KJVand if God didn't want us to make noise and enjoy it, why did He create bikes, bikers, guns & sex?

Yep, plenty. Although it's a fine line between tipsy and drunk. You do NOT want to be drunk. An example....my brother was kitchen manager at a Hooter's in Florida. I used to hang out with he and the girls and guys at the restaurant all the time, and one night we all got completely wrecked. One of the Hooter's girls, quite lovely, decided to come back to my place (a shock to me, a nice, normal guy). And I don't remember anything else after walking through the front door. She woke up wearing my pants, nothing else, and I was completely naked. She was pretty happy with the events that transpired, but I remember absolutely none of it.

Fucking beer. I hate you a little.

__________________

May the valkyries welcome you and lead you through Odin's great battlefield. May they sing your name with love and fury, so that we might hear it rise from the depths of Valhalla. I know that you've taken your rightful place at the table of kings. For a great man has fallen: A warrior. A chieftain. A father. A friend.

This didn't amount to full blown sex, but it had potential. Many years ago, on a warm summer night when I was 19, I was drinking at the beach side establishment where I waited tables The drinking age had just bumped up to 21, but, hey, it was fun to sneak some drinks from co-workers while dancing after work at the tiki bar when the band was playing.

I was on the dance floor, when this very good looking guy started dancing with me. It was getting late and I was a bit buzzed. We walked out to his car, which was a gorgeous, brand new, silver Corvette. I had changed into a turquoise tank top and a flowing summer skirt after work and the breeze off the ocean made my young boobs stand at attention even through my thin bra.

We started making out on the hood of his Corvette, with his hands wandering all over my body and sliding my skirt up. Just as things were about to heat up to another level, a couple of his buddies came out of the bar and tapped him on the shoulder. Turns out he was engaged, but the thrill of being out in the parking lot, hot, young and free, on top of his sports car is something I have never forgotten.

Yes, just the once though as I met my now husband when I was quite young.
It was pretty great, we fucked 3 times that night/morning, completely uninhibited because we both knew we wouldn't see each other again. I can't even remember what he looked like,, I can remember everything we did though

Yes, just the once though as I met my now husband when I was quite young.
It was pretty great, we fucked 3 times that night/morning, completely uninhibited because we both knew we wouldn't see each other again. I can't even remember what he looked like,, I can remember everything we did though